The plane is late. And I write these in subway, the BKK airport. How I describe the feeling kubkul give me ? It's familiar and warm, like a senior sister or an aunt . She treats me so nice that makes me forget I'm living in a foreign country. She bought breakfast for me, made Thai tea and Americano for me, gave me valuable advice, helped me took taxi, chat with me about temples and Thai's life,and when I did something I thought wrong, she always told me that's ok. I really thought she may be a family member of mine. And also her brother, a good and kind merchant, told me stories about Thai's Buddhist. He also gave me an very very very valuable gift which I don't want to say out in public . Uncle is a nice guy, I like him very much. He works hard, and very seriously. He evan uses an abacus which I haven't seen in 20 years in China. There are more things I wanna share but maybe it's too long story and I should end before someone wants to beat me. It's a long memory but a short holiday. I'm sure I will come back soon with gift from my country. At last, thank to Kobkul with all my heart. I met lots of hosts but only you give the feeling like my kin.